"Well, for example, a lot of mythological deities are around. Mostly Greek, though there are other pantheons. A massive influx just happened, too. But even deeper than that, there's a few people who have found their own fiction. Here, we've got equivalent fictions to some people's realities, or so they say. Um... Dorian Gray would be a good example of it, though. I haven't met him, but from what I've been told, he's aware of his own fiction, and had a hand in it, but he's still alive, as opposed to redeeming himself. But yeah, he's a bad example. Um. Superheroes exist here? Just name one of those that you think is fiction and they've probably been here or are here still." He smiled up at Soren and squeezed a bit of frosting 'round the heart cookie to line it before working on the words.
"Well, the boys - our child-selves that is - they've grown up with us as a predominant force in their lives, and knowing that they're us, they've done as best they can to learn from our mistakes. However, that doesn't exclude the mistakes they'll make themselves, nor will it change our general predispositions to certain parts of ourselves. Cassie - younger, I'm known as Cass - is just as interested in sports and has the same mental... quirks, I suppose, as I do. Sor is just as much of a father's boy as Soren, though he takes after Skwisgaar far more, because he's more... What's the word..." He furrowed his brow as he finished off a cookie and set it on a new plate to firm up.